LOCKE
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Falling farther from just what we are
Oh look a bookstore! He loves books! Except he doesn't. Not really. Man can hardly write let alone read. But Maeve likes books and he likes Maeve so heyo! Plus, he'd be a shitty boyfriend? Whatever he is. If he didn't bring her back something. He pushes the door open only to find it empty.
Huh. Well, no harm in stealing one, right? Sure, the Voice had told him to be a good boy but what the owner doesn't know won't hurt them, right? He can bring it back when Maeve's done. He finds himself wandering deeper into the books, fingers trailing over spines and lettering. Theft would be a lot easier if he knew what he was looking for. Softly, he clicks his tongue. Looks like he's going to have to do this the good boy way.
He wanders further before he spots a shock of ginger hair. "Excuse me? Sorry to bother you. I'm just looking for a book." As if he knows what he's looking for.
Huh. Well, no harm in stealing one, right? Sure, the Voice had told him to be a good boy but what the owner doesn't know won't hurt them, right? He can bring it back when Maeve's done. He finds himself wandering deeper into the books, fingers trailing over spines and lettering. Theft would be a lot easier if he knew what he was looking for. Softly, he clicks his tongue. Looks like he's going to have to do this the good boy way.
He wanders further before he spots a shock of ginger hair. "Excuse me? Sorry to bother you. I'm just looking for a book." As if he knows what he's looking for.
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
These conversations kill
